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Hange The Type To Adopt A Stinky, Skrunkly, Starving Kitten On The Street

hange the type to adopt a stinky, skrunkly, starving kitten on the street

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10 months ago

part 2 is posted!!!!!

ok so wait imagine hange smoking while getting zown with you… iykwim 🤭

Splayed out on the bed, your legs tremble and vision unfocused as Hange watches you gasp for air. They're sitting in front of you, wearing a wifebeater and loose sweatpants. You had lost count after they delayed your orgasm for the third time. You look like a mess. Your lips swollen from biting them and tear stains on your face.

The sound of Hange lighting up a cigarette snaps you out of your dazed state. You watch as they hollow their cheeks and then blow out smoke.

"You're staring." They say as a smirk forms on their lips. You look away, feeling shy and gaining awareness that you're naked and look like a mess. The scent of the cigarette fills the room, feeling more humiliated by the second. Your eyes stare at the ceiling as you feel frustrated by the lack of stimulation. Attempting to be sneaky, you try to touch yourself for some relief. Stupid idea. Hange is right in front of you. They take the cigarette out of their mouth and lightly graze the burning end on your inner thigh.

"Ow! What the fuck?" you flinched. "I don't remember giving you permission to touch yourself." Hange retorted.

You peel your hands away from yourself, squeezing your eyes shut in hopes to gain patience for the situation. Suddenly, you feel a pair of hands spreading your legs.

"Don't move.", you hear Hange firmly say. You tried to obey as much as you can, but it's hard not to tremble when they're touching everywhere except the needy spot between your legs. Hange traces patterns on the skin of your inner thighs, feeling their warm breath on you.

Tears are welling in your eyes. You're so desperate for a release. "Hange, please..." you barely whisper. "Hm? I didn't quite hear that." Hange slurred because of the cigarette on their lips. You inhaled deeply, trying to gather courage to ask Hange to touch you.

"Please touch me. I really need to cum." You sobbed. Hange takes their hands off you to take one last hit of the cigarette. They toss the rest of the cigarette away. "Since you asked so nicely." They replied before kissing you sweetly.

ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᵐʸ ʷʳⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵈᵉᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵃʰᵃ ⁽*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ⁾ ⁱ ᵏⁱⁿᵈᵃ ˢᵗʳᵃʸᵉᵈ ᵃʷᵃʸ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵘʳ ᵖʳᵒᵐᵖᵗ ᴵᴹ ˢᴼᴿᴿʸʸʸ ⁱ ᵍᵒᵗ ᶜᵃʳʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵃʷᵃʸ ⁱ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ᵗʰⁱˢ ʷᵃˢ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᵗʰᵒ ˡᵐᵏ ⁱᶠ ᵘ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵃ ᵖᵃʳᵗ ² ʰᵉʰᵉ

10 months ago

fun fact about me i actually hate the smell of cigarettes and have no plans on smoking butttt i find it hot lol

10 months ago

Naked in Manhattan (Hange x Reader)

part 2 of this

You lose yourself to Hange's lips. They take the lead whilst you try your best to keep up while holding their nape. Hange slips a hand between your legs and finally touches your needy spot. You moan from the touch. Hange takes the chance to slip their tongue in your mouth.

Hange's warm hand on your bottom has you lightheaded as they continue to pleasure you. Their other hand gripping the surface of your body. You're reduced to a crying mess while Hange works you closer to your orgasm.

"Please... don't stop." The words barely escape your mouth because you're so focused on reaching your climax. Hange doesn't respond. Instead, they bite your bottom lip.

It feels so good, you thought to yourself. You're gasping for air. The knot in your stomach is tight, begging to be released. As if Hange can read your mind, they whisper close to your ear, "Go ahead, doll. Cum for me.".

Your mouth opens for a silent scream, body shaking as you climax. Your body goes numb for a few seconds while you're seeing stars. Hange doesn't stop touching you until you whine from sensitivity.

Hange is kissing all over your face and neck while you're catching your breath. After a few seconds pass, you hear them say in a teasing tone, "You back?" You jokingly smack their back as a response.

(。•́︿•̀。) i hope u guys like this

writing is so fun pls send more submissions dont be shy


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10 months ago

i posted this on ao3 lol

ok so wait imagine hange smoking while getting zown with you… iykwim 🤭

Splayed out on the bed, your legs tremble and vision unfocused as Hange watches you gasp for air. They're sitting in front of you, wearing a wifebeater and loose sweatpants. You had lost count after they delayed your orgasm for the third time. You look like a mess. Your lips swollen from biting them and tear stains on your face.

The sound of Hange lighting up a cigarette snaps you out of your dazed state. You watch as they hollow their cheeks and then blow out smoke.

"You're staring." They say as a smirk forms on their lips. You look away, feeling shy and gaining awareness that you're naked and look like a mess. The scent of the cigarette fills the room, feeling more humiliated by the second. Your eyes stare at the ceiling as you feel frustrated by the lack of stimulation. Attempting to be sneaky, you try to touch yourself for some relief. Stupid idea. Hange is right in front of you. They take the cigarette out of their mouth and lightly graze the burning end on your inner thigh.

"Ow! What the fuck?" you flinched. "I don't remember giving you permission to touch yourself." Hange retorted.

You peel your hands away from yourself, squeezing your eyes shut in hopes to gain patience for the situation. Suddenly, you feel a pair of hands spreading your legs.

"Don't move.", you hear Hange firmly say. You tried to obey as much as you can, but it's hard not to tremble when they're touching everywhere except the needy spot between your legs. Hange traces patterns on the skin of your inner thighs, feeling their warm breath on you.

Tears are welling in your eyes. You're so desperate for a release. "Hange, please..." you barely whisper. "Hm? I didn't quite hear that." Hange slurred because of the cigarette on their lips. You inhaled deeply, trying to gather courage to ask Hange to touch you.

"Please touch me. I really need to cum." You sobbed. Hange takes their hands off you to take one last hit of the cigarette. They toss the rest of the cigarette away. "Since you asked so nicely." They replied before kissing you sweetly.

ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᵐʸ ʷʳⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵈᵉᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵃʰᵃ ⁽*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ⁾ ⁱ ᵏⁱⁿᵈᵃ ˢᵗʳᵃʸᵉᵈ ᵃʷᵃʸ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵘʳ ᵖʳᵒᵐᵖᵗ ᴵᴹ ˢᴼᴿᴿʸʸʸ ⁱ ᵍᵒᵗ ᶜᵃʳʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵃʷᵃʸ ⁱ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ᵗʰⁱˢ ʷᵃˢ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᵗʰᵒ ˡᵐᵏ ⁱᶠ ᵘ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵃ ᵖᵃʳᵗ ² ʰᵉʰᵉ